A smile breaks out on Asahi's face. It's over. With this sock, laundry day is finally over. "Hey Noya," Asahi says, setting his glass in the sink and picking up the sock, rolling it up, "I found it." He steps back into the living room and tosses it at Nishinoya.
"What did you--?" Nishinoya starts asking, but stops when the rolled up sock hits him right between the eyes and flops to the ground in front of him. Asahi watches, holding his breath. Both of them get extremely cranky on laundry day, especially when it comes to socks, and the smallest thing can set them off.